Walkin' up with winkin' eyes
Seen that tight-lipped grin
I could tell from a mile away
Boy you weren't my kin
You best put a bridle on bridle »
Black Lung
Low Estate
by 16 Horsepower
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Small girl with the smiling 'gibbon
Bridled with an orchid ribbon
His curved brow in Scarlatti fashion
Boots that ride the night sky eagle
An old »
Salamanda Palaganda
On T.V.
by Marc Bolan
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Icy caverns holds man traveler
Ancient relic reveals secrets
Transform human beyond mortal
Learn foreboding sacred tempest
Up to their bridles in »
Surrounded by Thieves
Surrounded by Thieves
by High on Fire
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(I'll bridle you)
Save you from yourself
And I see you don't lose so well
Fragile beautiful
Scratch and bite to save
A feeling so betrayed
Viscous »
Bridle You
Parables for Wooden Ears
by Powderfinger
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hanged in a golden chain,
'Tis not the chain of many
He was born of king's royal breed
And lost to a virtuous lady.
Go bridle me my milk white steed,
Go »
Georgie
Joan Baez in Concert, Pt. 1
by Joan Baez
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Out of nowhere this gust of wind
Brushed my hair and kissed my skin
I aimed to hold a bridled pace
When with love itself I came face to face »
Pullin' Back the Reins
Absolute Torch and Twang
by k.d. lang and the Reclines
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Reach up and hold their tails
Pull up and out of here
And bridle the autumn gales
Down to the burning cliffs
To the unrelenting roll
To marry »
Teignmouth
Wind in the Wires
by Patrick Wolf
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never thought I'd miss you)
They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle, the headstall
She stopped to think for a minute, and in a split second »
Bridle
A Healthy Distrust
by Sage Francis
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Moving on, no abode
Through the day and night, bridle road
Turning from the thirsty day
Time is right to slip away
Cigano, it's a road »
Cigano (For the Gypsies)
About Time
by Steve Winwood
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circles
Constantly consuming
Conquer and devour
Cause it's time to bring the fire down
bridle all this indiscretion
Long enough to edify »
The Hollow
Mer de Noms
by A Perfect Circle
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Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold. »
Stewball
Carry It On [Bonus DVD]
by Peter, Paul and Mary
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Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his main it was gold. »
Stewball
In the Wind
by Peter, Paul and Mary
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Old stewball was a racehorse
And I wished he were mine
He never drank water
He always drank wine
His bridle was silver
And his mane it was »
Stewball
Swedish Hits and More
by The Hollies
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The sky above and the mud below
They threw a horsehair bridle down, we trade this for whiskey rounds
The Deacon slams a bottle down, the two men start »
The Sky Above, the Mud Below
The Rose of the San Joaquin
by Tom Russell
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Oh stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold. »
Stewball
The Best of the Greenbriar Boys
by The Greenbriar Boys
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a drop,
Hee-haw, gave her a drop,
Which made the old woman go hippety hop,
Hee-haw, hippety hop.
The saddle and bridle, they lie on the shelf, »
Oliver Cromwell, for voice & piano (Folk Songs, Vol. 1)
The Trees They Grow So High
by Sarah Brightman
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sight
The sky above and the mud below
They threw a horsehair bridle down, we trade this for whiskey rounds
The Deacon slams a bottle down, the two men »
The Sky Above, The Mud Below
Hooves of the Horses
by Wylie & the Wild West
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closed in the willows
And a new crop of Mustangs were waitin' inside
He's a Navajo wrangler an Indian cowboy bridles and saddles just get in his way
There »
Navajo Wrangler
Western Tunesmith
by Chris LeDoux
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Hey boozer bellicose boor, bridle that tongue and kiss me proper. My ballast I must have misplaced. These dogs don't touch the ground. I'm getting »
Happy New Year!
Notes for a Catalogue for an Exhibition
by Burnman
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It's nothing but a milk cow that my mother send to me
Ah, I've traveled this wide world over, ten thousand miles or more
But a saddle and a bridle »
You Old Fool
The Weavers at Home
by The Weavers
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all we heard
Forever blending
I bridle all my rage
You won't make me buy that
And I hear you calling
No, you won't understand
But I'm near you now »
This Isn't Our Parade
Master of My Make-Believe
by Santigold
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take the road and watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle up and lead the year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man »
The January Man
Moonshine
by Bert Jansch
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of his bridle just to ride this ol' outlaw
He threw me from the saddle and this is what I saw
I saw miles and miles of Texas all the stars up in »
Miles and Miles of Texas
Wheelin' & Dealin'
by Asleep at the Wheel
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his name was devil joe
I grabb'd hold of his bridle just to ride this ol' outlaw
he threw me from the saddle and this is what I saw
I saw miles »
Miles and Miles of Texas
Back to the Future Now: Live at Arizona Charlie's
by Asleep at the Wheel
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take the road to find the
Sun and watch the sea
September man is standing near to saddle up another
Year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man of new »
January Man
Live at Vicar Street
by Christy Moore
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